Above the circular plaza, ethereal mist swirled, while distant mountains lay hidden within the clouds.
This is a place of celestial peace, yet at this moment, it is adorned with blossoming golden lotuses. These golden lotuses are not ordinary; they are Daoist Golden Lotuses.
Each blooming lotus represents the comprehension of a certain moral principle.
The stone tablets here contain thousands of moral principles, but not a single person can comprehend all of them completely. How many lotuses are already blooming in the air?
No one kept count, only certain that it's not yet over...
For the golden light continues to surge skyward, and now, only half of the examination time has elapsed.
"O... Old Bro is simply not human!" Tong Teng was already gawking.
Earlier, his three small golden lotuses now seemed humbly dim, as insignificant as dust, nowhere near comparable to the magnificent display of Mu Qingge.
